The Story Vault

 ⚠️ NOT EVERY GIRL MAKES IT HOME ⚠️ By: T.W Storom Some nights don’t end with selfies, hangovers, and “I’m home safe” texts. Some nights end in headlines, morgues, and unanswerable grief. This is one of those nights. She was the kind of girl who could light up a room just by walking in—but that night, the only thing that lit up was a poster flapping against a street pole: MISSING: Naledi, Last Seen at All-White Party in Nelmapius. The week was full of hype. Naledi and her best friend, Zama had been buzzing about the weekend. The all-white party. The celebrity DJ. The outfits. The high-end booze. The fantasy. They had a game plan, and it was simple: look good, flirt smarter, catch the right man’s eye, and go home richer. Friday came. The night she’d been waiting for. Naledi woke up with fire in her blood. She couldn’t stop smiling. Her texted her friend: “Tonight’s gonna be wild. I’m ready to SLAY 🔥🔥🔥” Three hours passed, her bedroom looked messy. Clothes scattered everywhere. Bu...

 Whispers on the R103 road, South Africa. By T.W. Storom Based on a true South African legend ghost hitchhiker The road between Uniondale and Willowmore stretches like a ribbon of secrets, coiling through the Karoo’s dry plains. On most days, it’s quiet. Empty. Forgotten. But ask any old-timer from the area, and they’ll tell you: when the wind howls just right over the R103, it carries more than dust. It carries whispers. And sometimes… footsteps. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real South African folklore. While it draws from the widely known legend of the Uniondale Hitchhiker, many characters, events, and details have been fictionalized for narrative purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The story is intended to explore what might have happened, not to serve as a factual retelling of historical events. April 17th, 1976. Liam van Heerden wasn’t a man who scared easily. Raised in Graaff-Reinet and hardened ...